This chapter is an OC! This is also my favorite part writing, I really need to do more serial killer ones. I would have put the next part on but it goes more into the plot and deserves it's own chapter. Enjoy!
~Markus ~
How long was it when I was shut up in here? A month? A year? According to the marks on the wall, only three weeks.
Markus smiled tightly at the cold metal cell door, replaying one of his murders in his mind, reveling in the screams.
He spared them pain, honestly he did. Well, pain from life, not physical pain. Nope, physically the pain was intense, Markus was sure about this fact. Why else would they scream?
His wonderful thoughts are interrupted as his cell door crashed open. A guard glared at him before moving forward and grabbing Markus by his shoulder.
"Move it" the guard acted tough but Markus knew. Oh, how Markus knew. He would scream like the rest would, if not more. His blood would spill out then to stain the floor red. Red was such a pretty color.
Markus threw his head back and laughed, his laugh ringing down the stone hall. The guard hit him, halting the laughs. Markus smiled tightly as the pair walked through a heavy wooden door.
Wait, why was he brought here? The dock? Where are all the devices that would lead to his death, all the machines that would be tainted the most wonderful red?
All there was here was a small man with large eyebrows. The guard threw Markus to the ground, and Markus knew he could run. He could run until he found somewhere to be surrounded by red; Surrounded by screams.
All thoughts were gone when Markus looked into the figure that stood before him. Red. His favorite color was captured by the man's eyes.
A slash of pain along his jaw, some blood leaked out. Markus quivered in his chains, making them rattle, as the man tasted the knife that he had just used on Markus.
He grinned, reveling sharp canine teeth. A British accent mixed heavily into his words, "This one will work fine, how much?"
The guard trembled but answered him. Markus couldn't hear what he said, since he was picked up by a large blond.
As Markus was carried to the ship, he heard screams. He realized with a shock, they were his own.